1. Arrival in Melbourne 3rd July- 10th July

    Melbourne, the second largest city in Australia has completely and utterly enamoured me in a matter of a few seconds. Every major city has a way of charming me with the many different sides of its personality- here I have found something especially unique…the hip, artsy, modern yet rustic town bustling with young artists, sports-mad fans, the most cultured yet most politically conservative town, filled with an impressive diverse array of cuisine, boutique bars, several shopping centres, all the while harboring innumerable hidden treasures. You will find several things on one city block- a rich and detailed history, Victorian-era architecture, gorgeous parks and gardens, and charming forms of public transportation including trams, trolleys, streetcars, and horse drawn carriages set against the backdrop of cathedrals, and oak trees that only exist in the Southern Hemisphere because they have not been subjected to pests and chemicals (helpful hint- don’t try to get a taxi in Melbourne because the drivers generally are not from Australia and as a result, unfortunately do not know their way around!)

    I wouldn’t recall any of this because the last time I was in Melbourne I had a full body rash as an allergic reaction to a tattoo I recently got- and my poor sister had a concussion from a trip to the Great Barrier Reef gone wrong. So- what do I recall of Melbourne? Um, the hotel room, the VERY COOL Little House on the Prairie moment when a cute, old male doctor came to our hotel room complete with a small black bag, the chemist a.k.a pharmacist where I found the world’s best anti-itch secret… a creme called Diprosone which only exists in Australia and I am clamoring to get another prescription for it.. I swear, whatever is in this stuff- is magic! And oh yea, I also saw Target which was right across the street from our hotel. Needless to say, the last time I was here was not a proper introduction to this spectacular city, so, that’s why I decided to come back and really give myself the time to see it.

    My first week was fantastic! I felt brand new to the city, I was functioning on a normal person’s schedule- asleep before 10 pm and up between 6-8 am.. for those of you who know me well- those are hours that I just do not function during, so, the jolt into normal people hours was actually quite nice; it allowed me to catch as much daylight as possible and shoot all day until the sun went down around 5. It’s hard to consider that it is winter time here- because it was sunny nearly everyday with small sprinkles and bouts of rain, but, at a constant 50-55 degrees, I felt like I had found a little piece of my own personal paradise- sunny and cold weather as the backdrop to a city where I could explore everyday to my heart’s content and still not see it all.

    As I walked around as much as I could to familiarise myself with the city, I often found hidden alleyways that led me down what seemed like secret Scooby-Doo passageways directly into Europe! My favourite passageway was near the famous Flinders Street Station- a small street called DeGraves street. I was just walking around trying to find interesting things to shoot and found that I was instantly transported back to Italy or even France in the narrow, yet bustling alleyways filled with little cafes, restaurants, soup bars, and coffee shops. I even found a cupcake shop on that street☺ I was delighted when they let me shoot in there as tiny as it was- and then felt like a maniac bringing out my mini reflector, flash, softbox, and styling the cupcakes and teapot over and over again to get the money shot ☺ I stopped caring after a bit- but, I hate looking or feeling like a tourist- cardinal sin in my book.

    At the end of each day, I reflected on how Melbourne provided me several different sides of its eclectic personality- from the restorative and peaceful Fitzroy Gardens, to the Euro-fabulous DeGraves Street, to Sushi on every single corner (more than fast food restaurants) to the architectural beauty that is Flinders Street Station, to the café culture Mecca/Italian part of Melbourne- Lygon Street- I found myself adapting and settling into the groove of Melbourne and adoring every second of it.


    Lygon Street-I've seen this paint and brick wall all over- but looks cool to me with the door next to it, no?



    Tram near the ACMI with Flinders Street Station in the background


    Flinders Street Station

    Interesting architecture @ Melbourne Central Train Station
    Woman riding the free City Circle tram

    DeGraves Street

    Quite possibly the coolest graffiti corner I've encountered..hiding on DeGraves Street


    Little Cupcakes Cupcake shop... yum!

    Gotta admit, this is the money shot I was going for with the cupcakes :)


    Horse-drawn carriage in the middle of Melbourne

    Trees proving to me its the Winter time! Does this remind anyone else of the game King's Quest? I think.. King's Quest IV where Rosella has to go into the forest?!


    Gorgeous leaf in the Conservatory of Fitzroy Gardens


    Leaf with purple in it, oh yea! : ) @ Fitzroy Gardens
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  2. Head? Currently in Melbourne, Australia.
    Heart? Currently split between California, the moon, and New York City.


    Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, OK! I did it! I am blogging! Now, please be kind to me- this blog comes to you with this warning and a bit of resistance because:

    a) I don’t think everyone is qualified to blog (yea, I said it) - least of all myself- who claimed she would never (oh ok I get it- that’s why you never say never) blog.
    b) Now, having said that, I think it’s a nice way to check in with everyone and show you what I have been shooting in Australia. So, let’s get it started!


    Scorecard:

    Number of Days in Australia: 17

    Hours ahead of you: 17 West Coast, 14 East Coast

    Authentic Australian Meals eaten: 1 (negotiable, I suppose)

    Number of Koalas/Kangaroos seen: 0 (sorry, I’m in the city for now, kids)

    Number of times I have had to set my clock: 1 (would have been 0 except for making certain that I was on time to my restaurant shoot.. story to follow)

    Minutes left to save the world: 4


    There’s something very interesting that is happening to me here- panicking about not panicking. Australians are SO LAID BACK, its kind of freaking me out.. just a little bit.. but I have to admit, it is starting to grow on me- this lack of panic- this “no worries” lifestyle,.. in the land where there IS no constant preparation for the Apocalypse despite the fact that for the first time there will be a COSTCO on Australian soil (whether the $90 million they invested into it will pay off is another story I am interested to see pan out….) I find myself settling into the lifestyle beautifully and naturally as though I have been here for a year instead of a mere 3 weeks.

    Ok, so, this entry is out of order, slightly, because I have many more things to show you that I have done, seen, and shot in the past almost 3 weeks, but, I wanted to start with this entry because it is still ever-present in my mind.

    Since I arrived in the glorious and cool but sunny winter in the South of Australia- the state of Victoria, the city of Melbourne, I had a mission- to figure out- how and why the food of Australia tasted, in my experience, the polar-opposite of the food I’ve tasted in the USA. This is a project that is going to take much more time and research than I anticipated to form itself into a book- but- of course, as a former student for 10 years time, I continue to find delight in learning and allowing myself to be a sponge to learn, learn, learn… about well.. everything and anything… about different cultures, lifestyles, ways of.. being and doing that are not my own. I arrived with a very marginal amount of knowledge of the practices of food production here, not nearly enough to even be considered knowledge, really, but.. I was given the most unexpected and wonderful crash course by the HEAD CHEF of a delectable Aboriginal restaurant here called “Tjanabi” pronounced just like it is spelled with the T being silent. The generosity of not only the manager to allow me to shoot my lunch there, but the waitstaff, the Head Chef, and sous- chefs still blows my mind every time I think about it. I can’t seem to accurately describe the absolute genuineness and sincerity that is found in Australians- there’s no agenda, there’s no expectation, there’s just a true human connection- past all the bullshit, past all the pretense and the song-and-dance you have to do when you first meet someone …and at the end of my shoot, the Head Chef very quietly said to me “thanks for being here, it was nice to meet you” and my GOD his words pulsed through my veins directly up my left arm and into my heart, I felt like he really meant it.. like HIS life was changed by meeting me?! ( I feel the opposite was true, but nonetheless what a heart-warming feeling!)

    So, here’s how it started. A friend recommended this restaurant to me, and as I was looking back at all the images I shot so far (about 1200, whew) I started to think.. what food represents Australia? WHAT is true Australian cuisine? Vegemite? Meat pies? I just couldn’t place what is thought of as Australian food- what did they invent?! So, I looked at the website of this restaurant, Tjanabi, I was first and foremost thrilled that an Aboriginal restaurant still exists, and as I read on about the background, I found that the restaurant name means “celebration” to celebrate as the owner says the spirit of the great city of Melbourne. Perfect. I emailed them asking if I can shoot my lunch sometime in the next week, expecting to get a response in perhaps 6 weeks time, only to find that the manager answered me immediately, saying he was most pleased to accommodate my request. The entire staff welcomed me as I was shooting my lunch outside, the manager came over to shake my hand and introduce himself and then the Head Chef came out, too, and asked if I wanted to shoot some other dishes as they were coming out. Um, WHAT?! Is he kidding? AM I dreaming? First of all, WHAT HEAD CHEF IN THE WORLD has the time or CARES to meet a photographer?! And?! I get to shoot these dishes that I wanted to shoot but couldn’t afford to pay for all 6 of them (nor would I be able to eat them all).. amazing.. he even helped carry my things inside.. and then…there I was behind the scenes in the “Staff Only” part of the restaurant, shooting kangaroo chorizo, wallaby, crocodile, emu, beef, and other glorious assorted accompaniments indigenous to Australia.

    I had a few more things to shoot, but, I decided to eat my own food, and waited for the lunch rush to be over. The manager of the restaurant offered me a book written by the owner of the restaurant, Carolyn Briggs while I was waiting. I was browsing through the book which was about the Aboriginal roots and influence in Melbourne and her personal connection through her ancestors even up until her own grandparents! When things finally quieted down, the Head Chef invited me into the kitchen to show me a few things, answer all of my questions, and gave me a brilliant crash course in the herbs they use that are grown only in Australia/The Southern Hemisphere, how the drought and fire has been affecting them, what solutions exist as proposed by the government to address the drought, and how he is constantly creating new and efficient ways to use or compost every part of the produce, herbs, and meat that comes his way. It was especially encouraging to know that he knows exactly which farms produce the food that they use in the restaurant. I was absolutely floored to be given this kind of attention as just an American photographer who specializes in travel and food- truly- much more than I could have asked for- just the “pleasure” of accepting my request to shoot my lunch was enough! I look forward to going back to the restaurant to talk to my new friends and to give them the photos I took. I hope they post them up on their website!

    And the moral of the story is… when in Melbourne, Tjanabi : )



    Interior of Tjanabi


    Aboriginal merchandise


    Housemade Organic Chicken Galantine filled with Coastal Muntrie Berries, Macadamia Nuts, and Native Herbs served with Blood Lime Cumberland Sauce.


    Baby Spinach, Spanish Onion, Bush Tomato, Crouton, and Parmesan Salad with Balsamic Dressing


    Tjanabi herb seasoning


    Chef's Choice Tasting Plate- Kangaroo Chorizo, Native Spiced Crocodile, Stewed Kakadu plums, and Tamarind Basted Wallaby with tomato, coriander salamis




    Porterhouse served with roasted vegetables and red wine jus


    Duo of Wallaby and Kangaroo layered with Warrigal Spinach, wrapped in Prosciutto and served on a Wild Rosella Flower Jus with a Pepperberry Lavosh



    Char-grilled Emu fan fillet wrapped in Pancetta served medium rare with a Timbale of Desiree Potato, carrot, and beetroot on a sauce of Sweet and Sour Davidson Plum


    Herbs above the ovens



    Tjanabi Aboriginal Store




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